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OUTRUNNING TIME

"Here she is, fixing him while her own self is falling apart" They say time stops when you meet the love of your life. But for Ophelia White, it ran out. Xavier Diego, a 17-year-old boy, takes his life one fateful night, leaving everyone in grief. Due to this, Ophelia's already messy life gets messier as the heavenly world entangles itself with her. With a mission to save Xavier and the Angel of Death on her tail, will she outrun time? Or will it outrun her?

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CHAPTER 3

I slowly open my eyes and I find myself exactly where I was. I couldn't find Damon anywhere so I called out for him.

But all I got as a response was absolute silence

"Ophelia, are you alright? Are you ready to order?"

"No, I am looking for a -" My words were caught in my throat.

The waiter at my table was none other than Xavier Diego himself. He stood there, right in front me; alive and breathing.

I just saw him getting buried 6 feet below the ground yesterday and yet he stood there in front of me. I heard a voice inside me saying everything that Damon had said was true. He sent me back 20 days in time.

I had actually traveled back in time.

"Ophelia, we are going to be closing the restaurant in a few minutes. Would you like to order something?" ,he smiled but it didn't reach his eyes.

As I stood there, looking into the dull eyes of the boy I was sent to save, I realized it wasn't going to be a piece of cake making him change his mind.

"Yeah umm I will take a glass of water. Nothing else."

"One glass of water; coming right up!"

He smiled but the only thing I could focus on was the pain that burned in his eyes.

It wasn't a blazing fire. It was this hollow light that came from a dimly lit candle in a dark room.

Little but noticeable.

But somehow we never noticed it.

My stomach grumbled as soon as I returned home; I just realized that I hadn't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon. I grabbed myself a bag of popcorn and headed upstairs.

I took my journal and poured my heart out. My hand started moving on its own and I kept writing until I felt that I finally had a grip over my life.

I like to write. Not because it helps me pass my time but because it's the only way I feel like I'm in control.

After i was done with my assignments, I stared at the wall. I thought about how I was going to get a person to change their mind when they had already decided to end their life.

People say that eyes are the window to one's soul. But when i looked into Xavier's eyes all I saw was a blank dullness.

He was sad. No doubt about that.

Maybe even depressed.

He needed help and I was supposed to help him come out of the pit life had thrown him into.

I didn't even know it was dinner time until my dad came to call me downstairs. I didn't feel like eating so I told him I'd pass.

"Are you alright, Lia?"

Am I? I asked myself. I felt like I was put into this dark sea and was told to swim when I didn't even know how to; I didn't choose to be Xavier's savior. Then why do I feel like it's my duty to do this and if I fail then I would never be able to forgive myself.

''Yeah dad, I'm fine. It's just that I've been a little overwhelmed with my school work. Nothing much. You don't need to worry about me.''

"Alright then, Lia; Remember that you can always talk to me about anything."

I closed my eyes as I heard the door close; I didn't know how I was going to change a determined person's mindset from taking their life but I knew that I had to.

Not for my sake but for Xavier and his family.

I just had to.